Closing the Cottage

 

The water welcomes me

And the rock and the sky

And the stairs going up to our deck.

Welcome home, this sacred space says to me

And it’s good to be home for these few days

To end a long season of welcome

And wholeness

And healing

Needed so much the quiet medicine

This particular season

So much

Then the mornings were early-bright

And warm

And kayak therapy did magic

Sunsets too

And fast rides in the other boat

And trips into Midland

And grandkids

Hummingbirds

Chipmunks

Church on the Rock

Scrabble

Reading and reading and reading

On the deck

All of it

Now the breeze comes cooler

It’s dark in the morning and early after supper

The fireplace is our warming friend

And soup is good for lunch

But the water

And the rock

And the sky

And the quiet

Still heal

Even in a melancholy goodbye

For now